In America, sitting on a window sill watching the beautiful sunset, as if going to sleep to recharge for another day, a orange haired boy sighed "Ryoma, you promised that you would call me," He had his phone in hand just incase Ryoma might call, "So why haven't you called me yet?" he flipped the phone up and dialed a number, "If you won't call me, then I'll call you."
Back in Japan, Ryoma was sitting in Fuji's bedroom for some reason, he some how got convinced by the sadist to come home with him (maybe even stay the night).
"Why do I get the feeling I've forgotten something?" Ryoma wondered aloud staring at the cactus in his room.
"Whatever it was it doesn't matter now." Fuji answered for him with his eyes closed as usual, "Now, what-"
Ring... Ring... Ring
Ryoma answered his phone. "Hello?"
"Ryoma! Why didn't you call me?!"
"Kevin!" Ryoma practically shouted his name, ignorring strange looks that were coming from Fuji.
"Bingo."
"Now I remember what I had forgotten! I forgot to call you!"
"Haha, that sounds just like you Ryoma."
"Sorry, sorry how have you been?"
"Better now that I've heard your voice,"
"Thanks. Guess what? I won my match against Tezuka-buchou!"
"Really!? Then that means you'll be coming back to America soon right?
"Yup! I'll be back soon, then we can pick up where we left off," Fuji opened his eyes wide in jealousy and anger and raised his eyebrows.
"I miss you."
"Ye-"
"Hello? This is Fuji Syuusuke, a tennis genius, Echizen Ryoma is now mine so back off if you know what's good for you." Fuji hung up the phone and threw it to the corner of the room.
Ryoma was furious, "What the hell!? I was talking!" Unfortunatelly so was Fuji.
"Ryoma." He shut up instantly knowing Fuji was furious. Fuji pushed Ryoma down onto his bed and kissed him forcefully not even waiting for permission if he could insert his hot tongue to explore the inside Ryoma's mouth. The smaller boy underneath twisted his head, "N-no..." His mouth was caught by Fuji's hot lips while one hand held Ryoma's hands up over his head and the other, exploring his body and stopped on the smaller boys ass. He gave it a squeeze without breaking off the kiss.
"Nngh!"
At 3:15AM Ryoma was asleep in Fuji's bed naked and breathing heavily, whining whenever he moved or changed positions. While Fuji was sitting on the ground leaning against the side of his bed, with head head in his hands, "What have I done?" he regretted what he had just done to Ryoma, watching writhe in pain underneath him. "I'm a horrible person." Tears were forming on the side of his eyes, never did he think that tears would come from his beautiful eyes ever again, but now they were forming because he had hurt the one he loves.
He stood up and stood at the edge of the bed and stroked Ryomas cheek, a single teardrop fell onto his cheek, "I'm sorry, you probably hate me." He leaned down and kissed Ryoma lightly on the lips then began to walk away.
"I don't hate you, Fuji-senpai," whispered a voice behind him. He spun around and found that Ryoma was trying to sit up but was failing miserably.
Fuji quickly ran over to Ryoma, "Don't push yourself!" He helped him up and stared into Ryomas beautiful golden ones that seemed to glow in the moonlight. Apparently Ryomas thought the same.
"Your eyes are beautiful in the moonlight," he reached up and stroked Fujis face gently, "They remind me of the sea because you never know what it might do, as if it has a mind of its own. Unpredictable." He wiped away a tear that was falling down Fujis cheek, "Don't cry because," he looked up, "I still love you."
"But-" Ryoma brought a finger up to Fujis lips to prevent him from talking.
"No buts," Fuji kissed that finger and twisted his head so that Ryomas hand was on his cheek. "Do you love me too, Fu-" Ryoma shook his head, "Syuusuke?"
"I love you more than anything else in this world." Fuji stated. Ryoma wrapped his arms around Fuji neck and kissed him passionately. Fuji flicked his tongue across Ryomas bottom lip, asking for permission to insert his tongue, Ryoma gladly accepted. he opened his mouth in mid-kiss wide enough for Fuji to enter and taste him more carefully this time. Fuji gently lay Ryoma back down, moving his lips down to his neck and hands fondling Ryomas sensitive nipples. "Ah! N-no.. Not there! Nngh. S-sto..." he moaned.
"Stop? You feel good don't you? You're already hard," He pointed down to Ryoma's erection, "Do you really want me to stop?
Ryoma blushed, "No," Fuji took as a signal to continue and carryed on doing what he was doing but lower down Ryomas body.
"F-feels.... so.. ah... good...."